Given the late end to the last day of 2002, 2003 did not have an early morning rise and shine. In fact, it rained most of the day, and that was delightful for the parched land. Not drought breaking rains by any means, but every drop helped. Keiran and Natalie were home, and Natalie cooked a pasta dinner. And afterwards, we took Nix for a walk - I think we all needed one.
Looking sort of south from Peter's balcony, at the glorious end of the day.
And looking north east, or there abouts, over some of the other town houses.
2003